[There isn't even an answering machine message here, only some horrible recreation of the theme from that one SBaHJ video he did made completely of clips of different bird calls.]
[he squints, looking him over] No, you've got like... a torso here. [but the mental image of nothing but a disembodied tail with wings makes Eren snigger. But with a lapful of birdghost, he does what comes naturally.
[To demonstrate, he just sticks his hand through the back of the couch and pulls it back. It leaves a little sticky orange residue, but not so much he can't easily wipe it off with his sleeve. The couch has seen worse.]
[Eren makes a face] That's kind of gross, dude. But useful. [he keeps petting, thankful that his hand doesn't go through Dave and end up slimy like that... yuck]
[He goes quiet, staring into his cocoa and not thinking of much. Finally, he looks up.]
Promise you won't disappear on me.
[It's selfish. Selfish and impossible. But Davesprite just wants to hear it. He knows better than to believe Eren can keep it, if the city decides to let him go.
[the petting stops for a moment. Eren looks away, past his cocoa, past the couch, past the walls of the house. He wants him to promise that? But, he can't promise that. It's not possible.
But then, Eren was always doing the impossible. Because he had to. Because it was his lot in life.
So he turns to Davesprite, with a determined look on his face, and sticks out his hand with the pinky finger extended. Such a silly, juvenile action. But Eren's expression is as serious as a heart attack]
Only if you promise me the same thing. I promise I won't leave you. Ok?
[Davesprite looks up, surprised by the sincerity in Eren's voice even though he wanted to hear it. The expression he grants Eren is open and almost vulnerable, eyes wide behind his shades.
Then he smiles, a faint, gentle thing he hasn't shown Eren before, and links pinkies with him.]
I'm not going anywhere. Scout's honor.
[He lets the moment sit for a while, soaking in the warmth. Then his smirk widens.]
Uh huh, your face is the definition! [the masters of mature comebacks. Eren doesn't push back, though, because he's more interested in finishing his cocoa and resting his head on the couch]
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[He flops down to lie on his back across Eren's lap, draping said tail over the end of the couch.]
But yeah, I'm like a ghost thing. I mean, I'm solid, kind of, but there's not a lot here.
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And that is petting his hair and feathery ruff]
But you feel solid.
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What, you've never seen me go through a wall? Totally ghosty.
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Nah, I've never seen that. You can show me later. [cause he doesn't want to get up right now]
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[To demonstrate, he just sticks his hand through the back of the couch and pulls it back. It leaves a little sticky orange residue, but not so much he can't easily wipe it off with his sleeve. The couch has seen worse.]
See, no big deal.
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[His eyes close gradually under the petting, but he shifts backwards off Eren's lap to sit up and lean against his arm instead.]
Glad you're around, dude.
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[Eren readjusts so he can lean back against him as well, making himself comfortable and keeping up the petting]
I'm glad you're around too. This is... nice.
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[He goes quiet, staring into his cocoa and not thinking of much. Finally, he looks up.]
Promise you won't disappear on me.
[It's selfish. Selfish and impossible. But Davesprite just wants to hear it. He knows better than to believe Eren can keep it, if the city decides to let him go.
He just wants to hear him promise.]
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But then, Eren was always doing the impossible. Because he had to. Because it was his lot in life.
So he turns to Davesprite, with a determined look on his face, and sticks out his hand with the pinky finger extended. Such a silly, juvenile action. But Eren's expression is as serious as a heart attack]
Only if you promise me the same thing. I promise I won't leave you. Ok?
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Then he smiles, a faint, gentle thing he hasn't shown Eren before, and links pinkies with him.]
I'm not going anywhere. Scout's honor.
[He lets the moment sit for a while, soaking in the warmth. Then his smirk widens.]
Gaaaaaay.
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You're not even a scout, are you?
[THEN LIKE THAT, the moment is over. Eren rolls his eyes and shoves Davesprite away lightly] Yeah, that's kind of the definition, isn't it?
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You're kind of the definition.
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